It's Just High School South Park Next Gen Fic

Kevin: Already Dead

Kevin was home well almost. Escaping county jail with his captors wasn't Kevin's ideal plan but he was desperate. They had escaped their jail cell easily as the guards stupidly left the key in plain sight. The only problem was they were still in the county jail and for one stupid reason.

"WE ARE NOT LEAVING WITHOUT MY SHOVEL, YOU PIECE OF SHEET!" Christophe growled. Gregory rolled his eyes.

"Christophe shh! The guards are usually asleep at this time at night but we still can't risk anything either by raising our voices or going to retrieve your shovel!" He whispered harshly. 

"Yeah, and what of your sword? You can't tell me not even a little part of you isn't itching to get it back since the guards confiscated it. Besides we're broke!"

That didn't even phase him. Kevin wanted to run off but his captors had put handcuffs on him. He wasn't even thinking of escape just getting away from this pointless and STUPID argument. "We don't need money, the twitchy blond works in a place at South Park where all the coke is coming from. I just wanted to get him to confirm that the coke was coming from there which is why I wanted to go to Wisconsin, but we're already here so might as well save ourselves the trip." The blond smiled at the way Christophe bit his lip. It was almost like the two liked arguing.

"Then why the hell didn't we go to South Park in the first place!" His words earned him a laugh from Gregory.

"Initially, I had no clue where the coke was coming from. Our client initially hired us to simply annihilate the competition aka the supplier from the southwest seeping into the west coast. The Benji kid works for our client, he was supposed to find the whereabouts of Tweek it was only supposed to take a couple of days at most a week. He never mentioned where he was going to get that information. Which is why I had you wire the call when he called your burner. We thought he had gone off with the information on Tweek to take him down by himself because he was taking so long. You know try to cut us out of the deal. Now that we have the info from Benji we need to do the rest. I only hired that slutty prostitute to find Tweek because I thought it would hurry the process and..." His arrogant voice trailed off. Christophe raised his eyebrow annoyed. Gregory sighed.
"Out with it."

"Well, I didn't want to tell you I took a mission that led us back to South Park. I know you hate it there. You know with your mother and everything. Plus I thought it'd save us some time, but like you know if you want a job done we've got to do it ourselves. I couldn't refuse this job Gregory, the pay's too good."

"How much are we talking?"

"20,000. Split in two is 10k each." The blond smiled but Kevin couldn't believe it. He'd never even dreamed of that much money. He definitely deserved a fucking cut! He tried holding back his anger but there was just too much festering inside him.

"YOU MEAN THREE WAYS YOU ASSHOLES!" By the way they were looking at him it seemed like it was the first time the two realized he was still here. As usual, Gregory regained his composure first.

"No, I'm afraid that's not in the plan. We need to kill you. I'd do it now but I'm afraid I don't have my sword with me and unlike Christophe, I don't enjoy getting my hands dirty." Kevin clenched his jaw tightly at the words. Kill him? They'd talked about that possibility but finally deciding on that as the outcome made him nervous. He was so close and these assholes were going to kill him. He exhaled slowly scared to make a noise. Scared to do anything.

"So we don't need the Tweek guy anymore?" 

"First, we visit South Park if we can't find anything Wisconsin's only a day's drive." Now Christophe had a stoic expression. He clicked his tongue unsatisfied.